oh how small i feel sometimes.
a tiny little ant travelling daily from one side of this city to another, tip-toeing so as not to disturb anyone.
will i ever feel grown-up? (do i want to feel grown-up?)
i would like this chair to be my world.
bright, solid, simple.
like sunshine sugar cookies.
i see so much in the world to like and love-
where does my small movement fit in?
how can i make my contribution genuine?
where do i belong?

love!!!!!!!!
elle

*I count the days, the great frontier*
-Sufjan Stevens

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